Page 39 of Untouchable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #1)

I look into his face. His smile is open and genuine, but there is undeniable tension in his eyes. I glance to either side of the room. Everyone is nervous, and it pisses me off. TD was callous with their secret.

How do I fix his fuck up? How do I handle this situation without hurting anyone? Well, except TD. He can hurt. He needs to learn a lesson. Swingers must protect each other's identity, and he violated their trust.

Darren leads me to a small intimate office. When he closes the door, he asks me. "You did not know this was a swinger's party, did you?"

"No. I'm sorry. I didn't. TD invited me late yesterday afternoon to a cocktail party. He failed to tell me that it was an actual cock and tail sex party of swingers."

He frowns. "Siri, let me first apologize for TD's irresponsibility. He isn't from around here. He doesn't understand the seriousness of our strict moral code in the south. If you are offended by our lifestyle choice, I apologize to you. After you sign the agreement, TD can take you home."

"Thank you. Apology accepted on TD's behalf. No apology is needed for your lifestyle. I'm not offended. I commend couples who have the honesty to own up to their sexual preferences, but I truly admire those who have the balls to openly fuck someone else under the same roof as their spouse."

He bursts out laughing, and relaxes, then walks around his desk, opens a drawer, and pushes a single sheet of paper to me.

When I read it, I'm surprised at the simplicity and the lack of legal teeth the 'contract' actually contains. It simply states that a high degree of trust between the members must be maintained and honored. What happens within the house is kept confidential.

"Is this it?"

"Lord, no. We have unofficial Etiquette Rules for the playrooms upstairs, but this is the only legal document you are required to sign."

"I don't have a problem signing this agreement." I pick up the pen, sign it and push it back to him, smiling.

He puts the paper away, stands, and says. "Welcome to our playhouse."

I smirk. "You are assuming I'm staying and playing."

He blinks. "Aren't you?"

"I have a few questions first before I make up my mind."

He sits on the edge of the desk and motions me to take a seat in the chair in front of it.

I take a seat, cross my legs, and put my arms on the armrest. I'm all business when I ask.

"So, give me an idea, please, of what is in store.

How do the couples hook up? Do you play games? Fill in the blanks for me."

"First, we will make sure each individual member is ok with you joining.

I don't foresee a problem with this, but it is a formality.

Every member must approve of anyone new joining us.

That usually takes place in a private setting with an anonymous vote, but we obviously will have to forgo that tonight.

I'll just escort you to each member, allowing them to check you out and ask any questions they may have. "

"What kind of questions are usually asked?"

He laughs. "Don't worry. No one will ask anything. Everyone is ready to get started. We're already a couple of hours late getting going."

I smile. Fuckers like to fuck. "Then what happens?"

"Then, we will go into the courtyard for some social foreplay.

We dance and flirt. Tonight, because you two are new, each man will make time for you and each woman with TD.

When the foreplay is over, we will go upstairs.

There is one big playroom where we play games.

There is a nice entertainment system complete with a big screen TV where we've watched porn.

We recently watched as a group then had a group sex party.

Everyone fucked everybody. It was a wild orgy.

But we don't do that often. Most of the time, we split off to the bedrooms for private hookups.

In our house, we have given each woman her own room.

You can decorate the room in any manner you like. "

"That's assuming I will become a permanent member."

"Yes. I hope you will."

"What will happen to Rachael if I do?"

"Nothing. She is still a member and will join TD next time. You, however, will need to find a partner to bring."

I smirk. Aurei's face floats across my mind. Naw, that ain't happening. I'd bet my life he don't share.

"Do you ever hire professionals?"

"Professionals? Do you mean prostitutes? No."

I chuckle. "I mean professional entertainers."

He looks up, puzzled. "Strippers?"

I clarify, "Exotic dancers."

"Oh." He chuckles too. "No, but Angela is one helluva stripping tease and gives a mean lap dance. I think she would have liked to work in that field."

"It's a fun field if you like sex."

He laughs. "She's started to learn pole dancing too."

My eyes light up. "Really?"

"Yes."

"Have you installed a pole then?"

"Yes, we have."

"Excellent." No worries now. I'm staying and playing. It's been too long since I danced to satisfy some horny souls. I stand. "Shall we make our way back?"

His grin takes up his whole face as he opens the door for me.

When I walk through, I stop and wait for him.

He holds out his arm, and I hook my hand in the crook.

As we walk down the hall back to the others, I tell him.

"It's clear you haven't ever hired professionals, but since swingers all have an element of voyeurism and you've enjoyed watching porn together, you might consider hiring some professional exotic dancers to get your juices flowing.

Watching someone dance live is a real turn-on, let me tell you. "

"Honestly, we've never thought of that. But damn, that's a fantastic idea. I'll bring it up at our next meeting." He looks down at his pants, and his cock is silhouetted. "Now, take my mind off that and tell me something unique about you."

"Well … I pray to Zeus." I tease him.

"Really?" His smile flirts back.

"Yes. Want to know why?" I laugh up at his face.

"Of course. Why?" He laughs down at me.

"Because he is the Father of Fucking Gods, literally and figuratively."

He stops and laughs out loud with that. The sound echoes into the foyer. "You are going to make a nice addition to our group."

We stop at the entrance and survey the room. Everyone is smiling at us.

"Darren?"

"Yes, Siri?"

"Let's not tell TD what is going on. Let's let him stew."

"You got it!"

"Now, let's get this cock and tail sex party started."

We walk back in, side by side.

Time to take control of this situation.

I sashay across the room in full Diva mode in my Black & Blue Baby, clicking my heels on the floor, tits jiggling out the top, ass thumping like a heartbeat.

I remember Aurei's long slow whistle and laugh. My goal is to return to the Golden God un-fucked, and still leave everyone here satisfied.

When I arrive in front of TD, I smile and give him a smug look. You have no idea who you brought and what is about to happen, but it is going to be unforgettable.

While Darren addresses the group, Angela joins him.

She reminds me of Marilyn Monroe. Her carriage and posture are on point. She takes her socialite position very seriously.

He speaks formally, like an emcee would, announcing that I have signed the contract and want to play.

No one has any questions, so he informs TD and me what happens next. "After the vote, we will move to the courtyard to get acquainted. We want you to relax and have fun! Everyone wins here."

He sends Angela with a wave of his hand to TD and bows slightly to me. "Siri? Shall we?"

I glide to him, and we walk to the men in the receiving line while Angela escorts TD to the women.

My immediate goal is to determine what makes each person tick.

In Vegas, I have my Fucking Fantasy customers answer a list of questions in an interview with a screener.

But back in the early days, I did it myself.

Everyone has a sexual tell like a poker tell, and my job is to tease them until they show it.

After I know what it is, the rest is easy. I simply exploit it.

Back to the basics: buttons and body language.